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Hammond had arranged for the film company's activities at this time. A big touring car was waiting for the party, for one of the telegrams Ruth had caused to be sent the evening before was to Mr. Hammond, and they were glad to leave the Pullman and get into the open air. Totantora, even, desired to walk to Chippewa Bay, for he was tired of the white man's means of locomotion.
Helen and Ruth were both delighted to receive letters from Captain Tom. In the one to Ruth the young man acknowledged the receipt of her letter bearing on the matter of Chief Totantora.
But the life Indians lead certainly makes them tough and enduring. He stood starvation and confinement better than the white men. Some of the ex-show people died in that influenza epidemic the second year of the war. But old Totantora was pretty husky, in spite of having all the appearance of a professional living skeleton," explained Tom.
Hammond's lawyer could not do all Mr. Hammond expected," sighed Ruth. "The picture will be ruined." "I never heard of such a thing," cried Helen angrily. "I'd like to know what sort of courts and judges they have up here in these woods?" But Ruth wanted to know more. She held Wonota back as she would have stepped into the canoe. "Wait," she urged. "Tell me more, Totantora.
If Wonota was where she could hear! Speaking not at all to the anxious Ruth, Totantora started down the gully to the riverside. The girl followed him, running almost as wildly as did the Indian chief. Bounding out into the more open grove at the edge of the stream, Totantora uttered another savage yell. Ruth heard, too, the put, put, put, of a motor-boat.
How my father, Chief Totantora, would stare could he see me in those beautiful things. Wonota's white sisters are doing too much for her. There is no way by which she can repay their kindness." "Say!" said Jennie bluntly, "if you want to pay Ruth Fielding, you just go ahead and become a real movie star a real Indian star, Wonota.
They shook hands, the Indian gravely but with an expression in his eyes that revealed a more than ordinary affection for the young white man. In France and along the Rhine Totantora, the Osage chief, had become the sworn follower of the drygoods merchant's son a situation to cause remark, if not wonder.
Somehow, the abandoned car being there near the inn where Totantora was staying and to which Wonota had gone to see her father, and the unidentified motor-boat lurking at the river's edge in the same vicinity, continued to rap an insistent warning at the door of the girl's mind. "Helen, let's go back," she said suddenly, as her chum was about to let in the clutch again. "Turn around do."
"White lady is always my friend, I know; and Wonota's friend," he observed. "But these bad men tried to steal Wonota." "Tell me how it happened," Ruth put in, hoping to change his trend of thought and determination. "I will tell you, my friend," said the Indian girl. "A little fat man came in a car when Chief Totantora and I were walking in the road. He got us to sit down yonder and talk to him.
She's daughter of old Totantora, hereditary chief of the Osages. But he's out of the way and her guardian is the Indian Agent at Three Rivers Station in Oklahoma where the Osages have their reservation. As I say, this gal has writ to the agent and told him a pack o' lies about how bad she is treated. And she ain't treated bad a mite." "Well, Mr. Fenbrook?" demanded Ruth again. "Why, see now.
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